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So he’d done an Internet search on her ‘Yes’

So flickered across his face like a ripple in water and then was gone ‘You work as a nurse’

‘You’ve done some homework’ She lifted her chin ‘Yes Does it matter?’

‘Not particularly’ Now she heard disinterest, and for soo home just yet’

‘I think you’re overreacting about Bavasso’

Cristiano arched an eyebrow ‘And how could you possibly ement?’

‘It’s just…’ She couldn’t et out of here, for her own sake, and she didn’t have any other options besides the obvious one: leave ‘He’ll get over it, surely? He barely knew me And he cares about my mother…’ she trailed off, afraid that wasn’t true

‘Cares about your et that idea?’

Of course, Laurel would rather her s off with Bavasso, but she questioned whether she would, even now

‘He attacked you last night, Laurel, and he would have done far worse if you hadn’t escaped Surely you haven’t forgotten that already?’

Anger leaped inside her at his ad tone ‘Of course not’

‘Or the ensuing nightmare you had?’